#chey writes

[takeyourpillsbitchh]

Galladrabbles: Kindred Spirits 🥂

Just me popping back in randomly to participate in @galladrabbles with the prompt of secret by @too-schoolforcool 🩵

Read from the beginning here.

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6 months.

That’s how long it’s been since Mickey started working for Ian.

6 months of meeting everyday.

6 months since he began denying his feelings for the man—convincing himself Ian isn’t dangerous.

6 months of secret rendezvous, hotels and the best sex he’s ever had.

Like now. How he’s held tightly between Ian and the wall, bare and bloody from a fight neither of them can remember—only that it was caused by some asshole in the club.

“I shoulda fuckin’ killed him for touching you.” Ian growls.

He moans, knows Ian could—and now he can’t deny how hard he’s fallen.

#I love popping in to drop a little spice #things are getting real heavy between Ian and mick #mickeys falling in love and Ian’s obsessed #Ian “hit my husband and I’ll fuckin kill you’ gallagher has and always will give off “touch him you die vibes’ and I stand by that #I miss our boys but life gets so busy #I hope all is well with all of you I miss you all too🩵 #galladrabbles #kindred spirits #chey writes #mickey milkovich #ian gallagher #gallavich #shameless #gallavich fanfic

[poetrybranded]

Cheyanne Bias, “The Truth May be Painful”

i am terrified of myself / i don’t know what i’m capable of / i don’t know anything about myself / i’m a stranger to my own mind

#quotes for life #book quotes #bookblr #life quotes #literary quotes #reading #poetry #poems on tumblr #spilled poems #poems and quotes #short poem #dark acadamia aesthetic #the truth may be painful #cheyanne bias #chey writes #poetry book #book of poems #heartbreak #painful truths

[cheytheracoon]

Writing about 4 wips at the same time, a multi chapter fanfic and like 3 oneshots, 3 drabbles and 4(?) Rps... Is low-key exhausting,through next chapter of the multi chapter fanfic is nearly done 🫡

#chey talks #my writing #fanfic #chey writes

[octaviaabadassblakee]

Watching the 911 ladder truck on Buck's leg episode, and my bucktommy heart can't help but thinking about how it would go if it happened now.

If Buck and Tommy had been on like 4 dates, and still figuring things out. They've only kissed like 3 times total, and Tommy can't help it but he's definitely smitten. And then there's a whole firetruck on Evan's leg and he's an hour away on a call. Watching the news on his phone as he waits for everyone to load up on the helicopter to go back to base. And his heart is beating so fast he's pretty sure it'll come out of his chest. He can barely breathe, watching this kid with a bomb impede the 118 from helping Evan. Thank god someone else is qualified to fly this helicopter back because Tommy can't think straight.

He watches the whole way back, nearly sobs when the community comes together to get the truck off him. Confused when the guys practically push him out of the chopper and he's on a roof. A hospital roof. And he's then he's running. He sees Chim and Hen and their confused looks first. Can barely get the words out. "How is he?! How's Evan? Where is he?!" And they take pity on him and tell him he's in surgery and the doctors are pretty sure he'll be ok. And then the rest of the team, and Evan's sister, show up. And he waits. And waits. And tries to play it cool. Tries to look like a worried friend and not a guy whose heart might get ripped out of his chest if Evan dies. Then the doctor says it went well and they're sure he'll walk again and he's in recovery. Soon after, they all have people to get home to so it's just him and Maddie. And she gives him a knowing smile, tears in her eyes. And he breaks down. Quiet tears running down his face.

And when the nurse tells them they can wait in his room, Maddie tells Tommy to go ahead. She's getting coffee and food. And so he sits with Evan's hand in his, stares at him. Takes comfort in seeing his chest rise and fall as he breathes. And when Evan wakes up, and Tommy looks like he hasn't slept in a week, and still has his hand in his, Tommy panics for a second. Forgetting no one knows. And then Evan smiles. Squeezes his hand and thanks him for being there. And finally, after hours, Tommy can breathe again.

#ugh chey types things #bucktommy #911 #evan buckley #tommy kinard #I could absolutely lose my mind over these 2 #9-1-1 #911 abc #my writing

[ardent-fox]

I’m back! And I thought what better way to come back than to send a question to all my besties on here like I used to🥰

What is one thing you wish we could have seen more of in the show from Gallavich’s relationship or Ian/Mickey individually?

- Chey💜

Chey, my dear, so glad to have you back! 💖 Hope you're having a wonderful day, thank you for thinking of me 🥰

Ooh, good question! Lord bless me, I'm about to go off.

I really would have liked to have seen more intimacy between Ian and Mickey throughout the years, both in and out of the bedroom. I feel like we didn't really get this until Noel became a regular during season 4 and we got to see things from Mickey's perspective as well, and even then these moments were few and far in between.

While I can kind of understand this approach during the first 3 seasons due to the plot (and Cam's age), there is no excuse for us not getting this after their reunion in the 4th one. There was no big moment between them following it, not one "I missed you" or kiss on the lips, absolute zilch. Then season 5 rolls around, during which they are freaking boyfriends and Mickey is out, and while there were some tender moments laced with angst, I still can't get over that their (first and last) tender sex scene ended up getting scrapped, and we never got a similar one since. We all know what a huge role physical love plays with these two, and the fact that we were denied a more intimate look at that aspect of their relationship while in the height of its development was such a shame, especially within a show chock-full of sex scenes between other characters that most of the time didn't even serve the plot.

I also would have liked to have seen more domestic, affectionate moments between them in the last two seasons. The fact that we never heard Ian call Mickey a term of endearment except the 'baby' that may or may not have been a general greeting in S11, are you kidding me? You're telling me that Ian 'play what cool' Gallagher hasn't been annoyingly bombarding Mickey with lovey-dovey nicknames for years? Bullshit, John Wells. Bull. Shit. Maybe I'm just a boring person, but I would have killed to have seen these two making dinner together while bopping to music in their new apartment, sexy/sweet-talking each other and getting handsy until they almost burn their meal, but I guess that's what fanfics are for.

Lastly (I know, finally) I'm going to be greedy and also say that, while I'm grateful that season 11 gave us the two of them communicating their feelings in a healthier way, I would have liked more of those moments, too. And, not to turn this into a "Scenes that never should have been deleted" post because that's not what you asked, but cutting the 'You're my husband' camo kiss scene was a crime against humanity that rendered their whole storyline in that episode pointless, and I will not stop barking about this injustice for as long as I live.

To summarize; more intimacy, more meaningful sex and more tenderness without a side order of heartbreak, please and thank you 🤗

#this got long but is anyone surprised? #one day i WILL write an essay on why the camo kiss is their most important scene ever (not) made #ask #chey asks #lyds answers

[feyreswaterybowels]

Hello friend! I have a quick question that I’d like some input on 🧐

Here it is: Do you think the fae can be ticklish? I can’t decide. On one hand, I LOVE the idea of the strongest fucking fae in existence crumbling when tickled. At the same time, I like the idea of only made people being ticklish, so Feyre, Elain, and Nesta. (Amren too but 💀) And their mates discovering it and being like ? What is this cuteness? So what are your thoughts? Thanks for entertaining my weirdness friend! :3

Oh, anon thank you for sending me this question!

Okay…so if I’m being quite honest, I don’t think I’ve ever considered this😂

You see my initial thought was, “well, yeah, why wouldn’t they be?” But I had never given it much thought before so let me give you my run down of why I think that even the toughest of toughest warrior fae can/could be ticklish.

First, the fae are a relatively happy/lively folk. They gather for holidays. They get drunk and dance in bars. They find pleasure in the little things. I can’t imagine that they wouldn’t be ticklish. (Though just like humans I’m sure there are some fae that just simply aren’t ticklish)

Second, I think that the idea of only made fae being ticklish wouldn’t be far fetched—depending on what they were made from. Nesta, Feyre and Elain were humans before they were made. We, of course, know that humans are ticklish so it would make sense that they could and most likely are ticklish. Amren on the other hand, I’m not sure if her species would have had the concept of being ticklish.

Third, I considered that…if for some reason in all the time fae have been on their planet haven’t discovered being tickled maybe…just maybe the cauldron made introduced them to it.

Lmfao. Just imagine some big, scary, warrior giggling for the first time cause his lover tickled him it’s a quite funny.

In all seriousness though, I do believe the fae are ticklish.

I believe their mothers tickle their babies to make them laugh. Children tickle each other. Siblings do it to annoy one another. Lovers do it, too.

I can’t even imagine our fae babies not ever experiencing being tickled—

I think Rhys feet are ticklish.

Azriel and Cassian probably have a spot somewhere around their ribs.

I think Feyre and Nesta would get the neck tickles when Rhys or Cassian nuzzle up against them.

Weirdly enough I feel like Elain would have an under the arm tickle spot.

I could probably keep going lol but I’ll leave it here 😂

#why do I want to write a fic about the fae and their tickle spots now? #send asks #chey answers

[beepiiboop]

gary i don't know how much longer i'll contain my hatred over people who can't handle a single criticism at all on media and get guilt trippy abt it being "too negative" or get mad at others for openly expressing their issues they had w/ the media

#chey speaks #LITERALLY it's not that hard to acknowledge issues the media suffers from especially if it's your favorite media too. be open abt it. #media is NOT going to be perfect whatsoever. stop sticking w/ the mindset that it is 'perfect w/ no flaws' #bc it is NOT perfect at all! it'll have issues that'll bug others abt it whether it'll be writing wise or how everything is handled #y'all using the excuse 'ohh erm it's my comfort media i don't like seeing criticism on it :(' is fucking bullshit. legitmately so dumb too #bc it shows that you're not capable of handling discussions of people being open abt stuff they don't like at all by you keep dismissing it #pleeease. there's nothing wrong w/ being critical abt media and acknowledge its issues it won't hurt you

[s0ckh3adstudios]

I TRY to make new OC designs, I have ideas and I really want to make designs for them, but I draw them and I'm like ehhhhhhh no something's wrong.

#which sucks because i want to add more TADC oc's to my belt #instead of just the baby #(no hate to pawno. i love my boy) #but i need someone i can ACTUALLY use my writing power on #and i SORT OF have done this #with a character with a design #but it's like me and Louie share custody over em that's our guy our weird son #i also drew a self-insert #i don't usually do those but meeting Chey changed everything /silly #anyway. I'm suffering #sock talk

[lyypeachu]

ATTENTION TO ALL OF MY FOLLOWERS YOU WILL READ DYING LIGHT: THE DESCENT FANFICTION. I NEED MORE PEOPLE TO SUFFER WITH ME. THIS IS A THREAT. OOO YOU WILL READ IT OOOO YOU WILLLL 

#please #im serious #read it #its so fucking good #even if you dont like reading stories with ocs in it #BUT TRUST ME #JACK IS AMAZING #I LOVE JACK #I WANT HER #I WANT TO KISS HER AND TO SHAKE HER #SHES MY INSANE GIRLBOSS #AND THE WAY CHEY WRITES CRANE>>???????????? #insanity #/pos #please its so fucking good i cried today #fuck you chey

[lighthouseborna]

  @tiderider​​ literally did not send anything but did like (this) and I have just slooooowly been roasting the concept of them in the spirit of (this meme) on a spit in the back of my brain literally since I posted it so here we are

        It took them by surprise. Unaccompanied by a roll of thunder or even a glimpse of lightning, only a prevailing wind that had held for three days now anyway, the clouds appeared in one moment and began to empty the next. Dumped rain with such little fanfare they were mid conversation. Mid sentence, even. The rest was drowned out. Fat, fast-falling raindrops poured against the deck in a torrential downpour that would scare the biblical Noah. As for Henry, well. He shook that loose piece of hair out of his eyes and laughed, amused by the sudden deluge. It was only rain. Just grey-blue clouds and rain and rain and rain. The visibility ruined no more than a half dozen meters out. So much for scoping out the coast.

        The visibility up close, on the other hand...

        Henry Turner would not describe himself as a young man in the habit of staring. It wasn’t a matter of manners, either, it could not have concerned him less whether it was considered impolite. It simply wasn’t something he did. He did not stare. When something captured his attention and held it, though, he could… linger. He might look for just a moment, with his head listing to the side. That had to be the explanation, then, for the way he was transfixed by the water streaming down Harry’s skin, the way it caught the light and highlighted the forward facing cut of his cheekbones. The way it gathered, briefly, arounnd his temples and the edges of his mouth. The way his hair hung, sleek and dark and stuck to his forehead in abstract shapes. Henry Turner would not describe himself as a young man in the habit of staring, but then no one ever asked save for when they caught him at it.

       And if Harry was going to ask, he didn’t get the chance before Henry caught him by the back of the neck and dragged him into a kiss. Henry pressed - pushed. Crossed the deck without looking, his one hand threaded through Harry’s hair and the other gone to grab as his waist, pulling at the same time. When they reached the railing, he settled some. Traded the crashing for melting, smoothing one kiss over the other. He went trailing after a gathered stream of rainwater in a series of slow. deliberate. kisses. down. Harry’s. neck. Ending with one that lingered over the inside corner of his collarbone, that sank into that little hollow that rested there.

        While all that distraction went on, Henry’s attention shifted. His hold shifted, hands trailing the distances between so that he could grasp both of Harry’s hands, finger woven together tightly. Then, centimeter by slow centimeter, he pushed them behind Harry’s back, ever so sweetly refusing to let go or relent when Harry pushed back. Harry scolded him for it, uttering Henry’s name in such a way that the edge of the sound was thin and sharp with warning, cutting through the drum of raindrops. The hum of laughter that rose from Henry in answer was a buzz against Harry’s skin more than it was a sound. The smile that bloomed had an air of unrepentant mischief. Henry chased another rain trail, this one in reverse. Up the side of Harry’s neck not in dropped, thoughtful missives but one unbroken drag and slight scrape of teeth to say without words what the rain would drown out: what are you going to do about it?

#IC. #tiderider #uhhh probably #suggestive cw #but not actually n/sf.w #chey fully u could write more onto this and i would support it but i doubt.......... that i would reply back after that because............. #;skdfjg;lskdfjg #but hi yes he really really really (really) wanted to kiss him

[waveofstars]

𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖓: m, f, nb, 25+ 𝖕𝖑𝖔𝖙: based on this (x), chey is out of town working on a film and decided to meet up with old friends at a brewery (informal reunion) and sees your muse there 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓: old friends / almost lovers 

Seeing old and familiar faces brought her a warmth that cool night at the brewery. Being out of L.A. had its perks, and seeing old friends was certainly one of them. After giving a few quick hugs and small versions of catching up, she excused herself to order a beer at the counter. She picked whatever the house brew was and opened a tab, smiling as she received the cold pint. It seemed like just as she turned to return to her friends, she saw an even more familiar face approaching. Chey’s lips parted in surprise - no one told her that they were coming. The woman began to smile at the other and let out a small, surprised chuckle. “Hey stranger,” she greeted them, that certain twisting and fluttering feeling ached in her stomach.

#indie rp #indie para rp #indie bi rp #open rp #indie open rp #sorry for all the chey starters i just really wanna write her :'( #even more so than usual

[takeyourpillsbitchh]

Bubble Bath Re-Write 🫧🛁

I found this little re-write while going through my google docs this morning and felt the need to share it with y’all 😘

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Mickey was fucking uncomfortable. The cold metal faucet was digging into his back. The scent of the bubbles was too strong. The water was too hot. This felt weird and fucking embarrassing. And his knees were starting to cramp from the position.

Ian looks nice and fucking comfortable, eyes closed, relaxed back against the slanted part of the tub.

“This is gay.” Mickey grumbled, because it’s all he knows to say to keep himself from lashing out.

“We’re gay, Mick,” Ian answers back, eyes still closed, but Mickey shakes his head.

“Nah. I don’t think I’m this gay,” He says, unsure. He wants to like it but it’s just not doing it for him. Is this really how couples take fucking baths together? Nah.

“Nope. I’m getting out,” Mickey stands quickly, the water sloshing around in the tub.

Before he can step out a large hand is closing around his wrist to stop him.

“Mick, wait—”

“No, I don’t like it,” he says but he doesn’t make a move to leave again. Ian looks up at him, catching his eye with those puppy dog green ones, stares at him for a minute before his face goes all soft and mushy.

“C’mere,” He says, the corner of his mouth tugging up as he gently pulls Mickey back down.

He goes without a fight, letting Ian position him between those long, strong legs.

This isn’t so bad, Mickey hums to himself as he relaxes back against Ian’s chest, his legs less cramped in this position, nothing hard digging into his back—well, the hard part wasn’t completely true, but this one was welcome.

“Better?” Ian asks, his hands sliding up and down Mickey's biceps, squeezing every now and then in a lazy massage.

“Mhmm,” Mickey hums, nodding slightly against Ian’s shoulder.

The water had cooled off a bit, the scented bubbles weren’t making him nauseous anymore and the only thing digging into his back was his husband's hard on and he could happily live with that.

Somehow Ian ended up with his face pressed to Mickey’s neck, hands rubbing at every part of his husbands body he could reach from this position. He mouths at the skin of Mickey’s neck every now and then; open mouthed kisses, gentle sucks and love bites.

Mickey tilts his head to the side, wanting more. Loves the way Ian’s mouth feels on him.

“Don’t like fighting with you,” Ian says suddenly against his skin, low and soft. Mickey's eyes flutter open, not even realizing they’d fallen closed in his relaxation.

“Hm?”

“I don’t like fighting with you.” Ian repeats, pressing another kiss to Mickey's neck then his jaw. “About anything.”

Mickeys quiet for a minute. Bites the inside of his lip in thought. Ian never stops kissing or touching him.

“Yeah, me, either,” He finally replies. And it’s true. He hates fighting with Ian about…anything.

They aren’t stupid teenagers anymore. Sometimes they can be stupid adults but they know how to communicate better now but sometimes…sometimes communicating is fucking hard and it makes him uncomfortable.

“Maybe, we could like, do this more often?” Mickey says, turning his face to press his forehead against Ian’s jaw.

“Yeah?” Ian asks and Mickey feels his smile more than he can see it.

“Yeah.” He answers, kissing Ian’s chin before snuggling back against his husband's chest once again.

“Hm,” Ian hums after a moment, nuzzling against Mickey's ear. “Wanna fool around?”

A smile spreads wide across Mickey's face as a hand slides between his thighs.

“Absolutely.”

#happy husbands #Mickey just wanted some comfort #the show did him dirty by not giving him a nice relaxing bath with his husband #pure disrespect #but WE all know this is exactly how Ian would have actually handled it #boo to the writers #mickey milkovich #ian gallagher #gallavich #shameless #gallavich fanfic #chey writes #gallavich fix it

[cheytheracoon]

fucking writers block ffs.

#chey talks #my writing

[octaviaabadassblakee]

I swear Jensen wanted to do his own show but he knows that the Winchester name sells so we're stuck with this shit show.

#ugh chey types things #supernatural #jensen ackles #the winchesters #anti the winchesters #what a wild tag to have to write #dean Winchester #mary winchester #john winchester

[gayelectricalfire]

God I gotta write a fic where Lizzie and May met each other. Do you think May knows about Lizzie? Did Ava ever tell her? Did Ava ever tell anyone, even in very vague terms. Did May know her eldest had a girl, a lover. Would Lizzie know about May. Would she feel guilty if they were to ever see each other in person. Would Lizzie try to explain or would she run like what happened with Jay in Ep.100 because what do you say to that? To a grieving mother, who lost her daughter violently and suddenly. I think if May knew what happened (not the story the navy told her (we don't really know much about what the navy told her besides pirates)) it would give her some closure, especially coming from Lizzie. I think it would give Lizzie closure too, if she could bring herself to have that terrible conversation again. I just think of May looking at Lizzie at seeing someone her daughter loved and seeing a part of her daughter in Lizzie. Telling Lizzie that she's her daughter too, knowing how much that would mean to Lizzie who lost Chey as a mother figure at such a young age. That in a perfect world Lizzie might've actually been May's daugther-in-law but that future was taken from both of them, and neither the audience or the characters really know fully how and why it happened. Does anyone hear me?? Anyone?? It's about grieving and the inability to do so!!! It's about loss and having to choose either to continue loving or be eaten alive by grief, like a snake eating it's own tail because it's starving

#jrwi riptide #jrwilb #just roll with it #jrwi spoilers #jrwi show #jrwi #lizzie lafayette #May Ferin #jay ferin

[c-leric]

tagged by: i stole it. >:) tagging: you, if you haven't done it.

[    name?    ]    chey,    said    like    '    shy    '. [    pronouns?    ]    she,    her. [    most    active    muses?    ]    my    only...    shadowheart.    ♡ [    rp    pet    peeves?    ]    low    effort    against    the    incredible    effort    i    put    into    something    for    you.    disrespect    ﹠    honestly?    impoliteness    as    a    whole.    reply    deadlines.    spam    or    harassment    for    responses,    not    necessarily    limited    to    in-character    interactions.    invasive    behavior. [    experience    /    how    many    years?    ]    i've    been    writing    on    tumblr    since    2012.    i    haven't    always    been    loyal    to    this    platform    as    i    took to    other    sites    like    aim,    twitter,    discord,    but    i    come    back    here    when    i'm    feeling    particularly    creative.    [    fluff,    angst    or    smut?    ]    all    of    the above.    i    find    that    there's    always    room    to    seek    improvement,    ﹠    i'm    someone    who    likes    to    push    my    own    boundaries    ﹠    venture    into    territories    that    i've    never,    or    rarely    been.    i    am    more    flexible    to    angst    ﹠    fluff    than    smut,    as    i'm    not    always    in    the mood    to    write    it.    [    plots    or    memes?    ]    why    not    both?    plotting    OVER    a    meme.    yeah.    i    said    it. [    long    or    short    replies?    ]    what    you    do    doesn't    matter    to    me    but    one    thing    you    will    quickly    find    out    is    that    i    never    want    to    shut    up.    when    i    get    in    my    head    ﹠    start    envisioning    the    details    in    my    character's    face,    clothes,    hands...    it's    over    for    you    b*tches. [    time    to    write?    ]    more    liable    to    be    on    in    the    early    mornings    as    my    midday    schedule    is    unpredictable    to    even    me.    sometimes    i'm    on    at    goblin    hours.    [    are    you    like    your    muses?    ]    in    the    sense    that    i,    too,    am    a    troubled,    wine-loving,    sarcastic    ﹠    dark    haired    self-proclaimed    princess    seeking    purpose    beyond    the    fact.    not    much    else    after    that.

#﴾ㅤ𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑ㅤ𝐓𝐇𝐄ㅤ𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍ㅤ:ㅤooc.ㅤ﴿ #i realized since i don't have guidelines... y'all know virtually nothing about me. #so. here you go. *i give you a potato*